Top larger than bottoms

For the bikini bottoms, I was definitely a size small, however, for the top, I definitely need to size up to the medium. A small bikini top was a little small in my bust. Do-able, but definitely doesn’t fit like it ‘should’ as it feels a little restrictive to me. I honestly think they look like they are beong push up and think that everone notices me. So I went with a medium instead.

Ashamed of my body image

When I was younger, I wore a tankini bikini instead of a bikini because I was ashamed of my body image. As I entered my teen year, I started to develop more. With larger breasts I gained confidence and soon realized that I didn’t have to show off my skin be sexy. Although, I thought the sight of a shapely young girl in a bikini was quite nifty. Things changed swiftly when I had sex with my girlfriend …

White Oxfords

He had to work late, coming home two hours after I had expected him, but he called ahead and I had time to set everything up so that when he came in the door, the whole table was laid out. He looked so happy. And the food was fantastic. We ate up everything, opened up an extra bottle of wine I had chilling in the refrigerator and ended the meal feeling great.

Then, knowing that he was tired and probably not going to want to stay up all night, I left him watching television in the family room while I prepared myself. I took my hair down, and it seemed to be agreeable that night, full of body, slightly tousled looking, hanging halfway down my back. I trimmed the hair around my pussy (my lover does not like a smooth pussy). I did my usual bedtime routine, but ended it by spraying on my perfume (Chanel Allure, his favorite). Then I got out of my clothing, put on my new bra, rolled on my stockings and garter belt, and put my g-string on over the garter belt (this was very important so I could take off the g-string and my lover could still fuck me while I was wearing the garter belt). I went into his closet and found one of his shirts (a basic light blue Oxford) to wear over my lingerie. Then I returned to the front room to find him.

“That shirt looks a little large on you,” he commented as he looked me up and down. It’s true. He’s so much taller than me, the shirt looked like a dress on my. However, I still showed enough leg for him to see the garters attached to my stockings. “Ooh, what are these?” he asked as he reached over to run his hands up my silk stockings. He slowly ran his hand up my leg, to wear the stockings ended, then traced the garter up my right buttock. We both gasped as he touched my naked skin. “I think we’d better get this big shirt off of you.”

He picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he carried me to the bedroom, all the while kissing me furiously. He put me down in front of the bed, threw off my shirt and kept on kissing me as I unbuttoned his shirt. Then he turned me to face the mirror so we could both appraise my body. “God, your sexy” he murmured.

“Just for you” I answered.

Dana

Today some of the 1950’s fashions are coning back. The full look of the 1950s was mature, glamorous and very put-together. Dresses, skirts and undergarments were constricting, but a wide range of new ‘leisure clothes’ allowed people to dress casually at home. the figure was hourglass instead of boxy. The whole look was reminiscent of the mid- ninteenth century. To achieve the look women had to once again squeeze into some serious undergarments. A boned corset achieved the ‘wasp waist,’ and bust and hip pads completed the hourglass figure. The Fifties saw a return to femininity.

Prom Princess

All the girls had looked radiant in their prom dresses, the guys dressed to kill in their suits. Katie’s prom dress was a lovely, and set her hair off to perfection.

The sunlight hit her body and created star like effects. Her body tingled with excitement as her date hands caressed her thighs as he slid on the garter up over her thigh. The corset style bodice princesses gown help to push up her 34 C breasts helping to drove her male date crazy.



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